Did you ever know a time

at the end of a busy day

when a voice in your head said

”Futility ends here”?



Have you ever found a place

at the end of a lonely road

where a sign by the road says

”Reality starts here”?



And when you reach that place

and when you cross that line

and when you turn around

you see nothing there



Did you ever feel you’re locked

into a very narrow space

where a sign on the wall says

”You’ll get what you can grasp”



Did you ever feel you’re trapped

in a very solid state

where the citizens all say:

”You may feel but you may not hate”



And when you look like that

And when you hold my head

And I can’t get away

I wanna smash your face



And when you hold my head

And make it small and dry

I wanna run away

But I can’t find the time



This is no piece of wood

This is a dream I wear

This is holiness

And you can join me here



This is no piece of wood

This is a dream I wear

This is holiness

And you can join me here



This is ho-oo-oo-oo-oh!

This is ho-oo-oo-oo-oh!

This is ho-oo-oo-oo-oh!

This is ho-oo-oo-oo-oh!



This is holiness!

This is holiness!

This is holiness!

And you can join – me – here!



Did you ever turn around

And find a body by your side

and that body is not a corpse

and you are not a lie